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“I understand. I’ll go to Mom’s and have a long talk with my attorney first thing in the morning,” I tell him curtly. “I didn’t kill my father and I haven’t been conspiring with Vanessa on anything. I don’t love her anymore.”
“If that’s true, can I see your phone?” he asks, causing yet another shockwave to reverberate through my already taxed nervous system. I quickly assess how many times she has called me and sent text messages. Some of those messages could easily be misinterpreted. Fuck!
“I’ll talk with my attorney first thing tomorrow and then I’ll give you guys whatever you need,” I tell him with complete sincerity.
“That’s what I thought.” He taps the iPad twice against his hand and adds, “Don’t be leaving town for the next few days. This is just the beginning of the process.”
“Can I at least say goodbye to my brother?” I ask, looking back toward his room.
The cop gives me an unconvinced look and nods toward the elevator. “He’s stable. You can see him in the morning.”
I pull out my phone to let Tony know that I need a ride to Mom’s house. I overhear the officer telling the nurse at the front desk to not allow me any unsupervised visitation. I should be angry, but I just feel sick. “We’ll be in touch, Mr. Addison,” he says with a firm lip as he steps into the elevator and the doors begin to close behind him.
I take two quick steps to reach the elevator and grab the closing door. “You aren’t going to find any evidence tying me to either of these crimes, because I had nothing to do with them!” I stand there face to face with him as the elevator dings and the doors pause for a long moment. “You are wasting time instead of finding who is actually behind this!”
“Like I said, sir, this is only the beginning of the process,” he says with an unapologetic glare. “I will be in touch,” he adds as the doors begin to close again.
I again stop the doors from closing. “Someone needs to stay here with him until Mom can get back up here. I’m not leaving him here alone.”
“How long will she be?” he asks, seeming to understand my concern.
“I’ll call her now, so twenty minutes?” I unlock my phone and punch her number.
“I can hang out here until she shows up,” he replies, exiting the elevator and walking back toward Tyler’s room.
I turn and glance over at the nurse’s station where the head nurse’s stare is fixed upon me. I simply shrug my shoulders and shake my head. It’s not worth the time and breath it would take to explain everything to her. I reach over and punch the elevator button, hoping that Mom will hear the phone and pick up. Fuck my life.
Mandy
A sense of uneasiness washes over me while lying in my old bed. Just relax, everything will work out, I tell myself. The fact that Mom is so sick and Dad has been suffering through a loveless marriage for all these years is enough to make me sick. On top of that, I can tell by the silence of my phone that Trey is back in a world of shit. I want to call him, but I don’t want to bother him if he is at the hospital. I roll over on my side and try to push all of the thoughts from my mind.
After several attempts to focus on relaxation, I stretch to retrieve my phone from the nightstand. I’m pathetic. I click on the last conversation with him and read through the messages we exchanged. Suddenly my phone buzzes and a message pops into the bottom of the screen.
Trey: Call me if you are still up
A huge smile instantly transforms my mood. I click over to phone and press his name.
“What are you doing?” he asks in a sultry voice that makes my skin tingle.
“Just lying here in bed… thinking of you,” I reply as my lips curl up even more.
“I’ve been thinking about you too. Any luck talking to your dad?” He asks, seeming a bit impatient to get right down to business.
“No. But Mom and I talked most of the night and she knows about everything. In fact, she said your dad found cards and notes that Dad had sent to Silvia. That’s how he found out about the affair.”
“Really?” he asks, his voice perking up.
“Yeah, he found them in a cedar chest, along with your Mom’s diary,” I tell him, happy to be sharing some potentially good news with him.
“Well, I’m spending the night at her house,” he explains. “She’s going back to the hospital to stay with Tyler, since the cops are now treating me like a suspect in his case too.”
“They’re what?” His statement literally blows my mind. “You weren’t even in the country!”
